The system has to be used even if it is pulled

In Dol Guldur, the atmosphere was thick with darkness. Zhao Yuanlang took a deep breath of the dark power. Countless darkness poured into Zhao Yuanlang's body. It was extremely refreshing, just like smoking a cigar.

Zhao Yuanlang slowly walked into the dilapidated castle, which was desolate, dead, and decadent. Then a sword suddenly slashed from behind Zhao Yuanlang, but the dark power behind Zhao Yuanlang condensed into a huge black hand and blocked the sword.

Then another giant hand condensed from dark power grabbed the attacker behind Zhao Yuanlang.

This miserable appearance, neither alive nor dead, looks like a Ringwraith. Look, this is the Witch-king of Angmar! I still have his hammer, I wonder if he still has it now.

At this moment, the other eight Ringwraiths slowly appeared and surrounded Zhao Yuanlang.

"Back off, you bastards, and take me to see your master, Soran."

The Witch-King of Angmar turned into a puff of smoke and broke away from Zhao Yuanlang's control. Then he held his weapons and looked at Zhao Yuanlang with mockery along with the other Ringwraiths.

But soon they could no longer laugh, because Zhao Yuanlang's black gas filled the air and then exploded. The entire Dol Guldur seemed to have encountered an earthquake. The huge shock wave scattered the Ringwraiths, and the already dilapidated Dol Guldur castle became even more dilapidated. Countless ruins made the castle of Dol Guldur about to fall apart.

Soon, the nine Ringwraiths reappeared and welcomed Zhao Yuanlang into the castle with a solemn ceremony.

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After Radagast told Gandalf about his investigation, Gandalf frowned. At this moment, the vanguard of the Wargs arrived, leaving Gandalf and his men no time to make a choice.

Radagast tried to lead the Wolf Sentinels away, but unfortunately failed. Gandalf and the others had no choice but to hide in a dilapidated cave.

As the elegant horn sounded, there was a sound of fighting outside. As the body of an orc fell into the cave, Thorin pulled out the arrow from the body.

The arrow was beautifully crafted and extremely sharp, with simple runes on it.

"Elf." Thorin threw the arrow in his hand to the ground angrily.

Gandalf said helplessly: "This is better than that."

"There is a road here. But I don't know where it leads."

Thorin walked in first without looking back. Gandalf shrugged helplessly. Damn the hatred between the dwarves and the elves.

The road was very difficult, very rough, and very winding. When they came out, Bilbo was stunned by the scene before him.

The white palace complex is winding under the distant mountains. It is different from human beings and has an unparalleled artistic atmosphere. The surrounding birch and oak trees dot this beautiful castle, and countless clear and transparent rivers dot it like stars in the sky.

"This is Rivendell, the last refuge east of the sea, the safest place in the world."

The dwarves did not know what to say, but Thorin looked at Gandalf and said, "Seeking refuge from my enemies is what you have planned."

Gandalf looked at Thorin expressionlessly: "You have no enemies here. If there is any malice here, it is because of you."

Thorin said gloomily: "Do you think these elves will bless our expedition? They will stop us!"

"Well, of course they will stop us. But, given the current situation, our problem must be solved."

After hearing this, Thorin sighed, lowered his head, and waved his weapon unwillingly.

They gradually stepped onto the land of the elves along the mountain road paved with small gravel. The elves' buildings attracted Bilbo. He looked at the picturesque scenery around him and took a deep breath of the fragrance of the trees. He felt very comfortable, as if all the fatigue from the adventure had been dispelled.

They entered Rivendell unimpeded. Facing such a magnificent place, the ragged dwarves seemed somewhat out of place. They stood there stiffly, looking around.

At this time, King Elrond came back with his cavalry. Thorin was facing a formidable enemy and commanded his dwarves to watch the approaching elves cautiously.

However, King Elrond ignored them and just looked at Gandalf happily. The two of them were socializing happily, while Thorin looked at Gandalf gloomily.

"I think someone led them here." King Elrond dismounted and handed the orc weapon in his hand to Gandalf.

Gandalf smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, it's us."

King Elrond looked at the dwarves below, then looked at Thorin and said politely, "Welcome, Thorin, son of Thorne."

But Thorin didn't buy it, and the two sides became tense for a while. Fortunately, Gandalf came to smooth things over.

......

Dol Guldur, Zhao Yuanlang looked at Sauron, crossed his legs and stretched lazily.

"My apologies, strong man from the East, but I cannot agree to your request."

"It doesn't matter, Soran. You will find out soon that what I said will become true. You will agree to it even if you don't agree. I am waiting for you to ask me for help."

Zhao Yuanlang's words made Soran a little furious. He looked at Zhao Yuanlang fiercely, but he didn't dare to do anything. He shouted as his momentum was exhausted: "Take our distinguished guest down to rest."

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The captain of the wolf scouts walked tremblingly into the ruined camp, lowered his head and reported the situation to his leader Azog. Azog was naturally furious and ordered his wolf scouts to tear the captain to pieces. Under his order, more wolf sentinels were dispatched.

The dwarves received a grand reception in Rivendell. Although they had their concerns, the elves treated them honestly, and King Elrond even helped Thorin unlock the secret of the map.

Then Saruman, Celtrilan and others appeared. They analyzed the events in Dol Guldur and did not believe what Gandalf said.

After resting, Gandalf and his companions set out on their journey again. With the help of King Elrond, they returned to the right path.

Bilbo shivered. The mountain was getting colder and colder, and the wind that blew through the cracks in the rocks was getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes the summer sun melted the snow on the mountain, and the rocks rolled down with great force, sometimes passing over them (which was lucky), and sometimes flying over their heads (which was worrying).

At night, the wind was biting cold, and no one dared to speak loudly or even sing, because the echo would be creepy. The tranquility in the mountains seemed not to like being disturbed, and the only sounds that had this privilege were the rushing of snow and water, the whistling of strong winds, and the cracking of rocks.

Everything was going well, but soon they ran into bad luck. They encountered a storm on the rugged mountain road. There was thunder and lightning in the mountains. Thunderstorms from the east and the west fought each other. Lightning struck the lonely peaks, and the mountains were shaken. The deafening thunder mercilessly penetrated into all the caves and crevices. The darkness was filled with many noises and sudden dazzling lights.

Bilbo was a little scared because there were too many falling rocks on the mountain, and along with the falling rocks there were even larger stone giants. They were throwing stones at each other and a melee broke out.

The only thing they could be thankful for was that after this ordeal, except for Gandalf who lost his trace, the rest of them were still there and found a cave to rest for a while.

Bilbo and the others wanted to run away when everyone was asleep, but they were stopped. During the conversation, they were in trouble.

A crack had opened up at the back of the cave, forming a passage, and countless orcs rushed out. Every awakened dwarf had to fight seven or eight or more orcs. Bilbo even had to fight two orcs.

Soon, they were subdued and escorted by the group of orcs to move slowly along the tunnel. The tunnel continued to extend downwards and became more and more crowded, making it difficult to breathe. The orcs were very rude and tortured them mercilessly, shouting and laughing at each other with their hoarse voices like the impact of stones.